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Daniel eased once the other's too had pocketed their anxiety, his face was slowly returning to it's proper color. He watched as Kennedy headed down just a tad bit ahead, peering over the nearest corner, her eyes widened, but the movement was nearly unnoticeable in the lighting. The young man adjusted his light blue necktie, afterwords running his hand through his coarse brown hair, letting a huff of warm air escape from his mouth. To be honest, if he were told that he would travel through time and space alongside his friends, confront his past, as well as acquire new attire. He would'a laughed hard at whomever suggested the preposterous idea. Now, he couldn't help but travel along the current made for him and the others, a path forged directly for them, it seemed, to help those that needed it along the way on their journey. Perhaps to help them as well..

As the group headed onward, Dan made sure to hang around Poppy, not too close; but not far either. A full arms length away, well, her arm length. As they were passing the clothing store, Daniel glanced over to his side, expecting to see the small figure of Poppy beside him. However, his amber gaze was greeted by the shiny ground. His heart seemed to skip, had they already lost her? Had he already failed on his promise, was he that naive to let her out of his sight... It hadn't been long. He stopped abruptly, avoiding collision with the other Knights by stepping slightly aside. He frantically scanned the area until his eyes stopped as well as his pumping heart.

There she was, Poppy. The little girl was peeking through the clothing store window, her hands and face smooched onto the sturdy glass. Dan watched as she pointed into the shop, a smile creeping it's way onto his face, whether he was mad or not, he understood her. He waited just behind the group for Poppy to return from her window-shopping, ready to head on with the girl by his side. Giving her a light nod as she strolled back, syringe-bottle in her mouth, he turned and continued forward, this time making sure to have her form be visible in the corner of his eye. Soon, the two had caught up to the group and weaved their way to the front, alongside Kennedy, allowing their leader a few steps ahead.

Along the way, Dan heard Poppy speak up from beside him, her voice was cheery, still an echo of sorts, but cheery. He raised a brow when she began to falter, so... She didn't have a mother that she was familiar with? Is that why she was having trouble getting out the word that clung to her lips, struggling it's way out?
Whatever the reason, it only made him feel that much more uneasy about her "Daddy". From what it sounded like, they made these girls work, harvest. Though, if they strayed from their path, well.... They'd go missing. It left a bad taste in his mouth, to hear something so dark be thrown out into the city lights as if it were common knowledge. Which, it most likely was here in Rapture. Obviously, it bothered Poppy to some degree, her face paling further than it already was. Dan moved somewhat closer to her, letting her know that he was there, that she wasn't alone. He was sure that he, and the other's wouldn't let her 'go missing' anytime soon.

It seemed everyone was silent after that, either deep in thought about her confession, or thinking about something else. Whatever it was, Dan couldn't help but feel awkward in the tension that hung in the air, thick and swarming around the group. It wasn't helping that along the way, he swore that half of the citizens had stolen glances at the group, some even offering what appeared to be glares. Maybe it was because he was fed up with everything that had sprung up at all of them, that had knocked them down on their way, whatever it was, it stirred him. Daniel glared directly back to the crowds,
"What?! Are we that attractive to you, we manage in stealing your attention for so long?" He raised a curious brow, along with a curious finger, hiding it from Poppy of course.

By now, he wasn't concerned anymore whether he was making a scene. Hey, they already managed to get the crowds attention, so why not put a stop to it. He had lowered his hand now, still sure that the young girl hadn't noticed his impatient bird raised. He noticed a few of the peeping toms avert their gaze, but other's had just been enraged further. So be it.
"I'm so sorry you have nothing better to do with your life than stare at those going about a life of their own." He muttered, rolling his eyes with disdain. He noticed one of the men that had been watching smile, his hands going into his white tuxedo, a strange dark rabbit head was embroidered onto the surface of his jacket. ('Strange')

He huffed out a breath, returning to his pace along with the others. After they had gone through all of that, was it too much to ask for a slight break? Soon, he had fallen back into the silence that had ensued around them, embracing him once more in it's familiar hold. That's when he felt something brush against the tips of his fingers, finding it's way into his palm. A hand, and a small one at that. Poppy. Daniel looked down at her, a lopsided smile finding a way onto his face. He opened his large hand, allowing the girl to insert her small one inside of his. Like a young bird finding it's way into the comforting nest that awaited. His amber eyes seemed to melt into her glowing gaze, his heart soon doing the same.

"No. I wouldn't let you go, not for anything. My friends wouldn't either, we'll be there for you Poppy." He whispered softly to her, an unnecessary action, but one that felt right to him. As soon as the worry had come across Poppy's face, it had gone, a smile framing her tiny face. Stopping alongside his new-found friend, hand still entwined with hers, Dan watched as she pointed at the map in front of her, her eyes that were normally alight, were widened with wonder. He watched as she assured them of herself, her memory would be sure to help. Daniel was fine with that, in fact, Johnathon could help. That wasn't an issue. What was, was something smaller than a city map; yet something bigger all the same. Poppy; she seemed a bit...off. Well- for her anyway. Daniel knew he had recently met the girl, but, it seemed obvious if you were to search for it, even if you didn't it was there all the same. Something was nagging at her, what it was, he didn't know. He didn't want to pry in on matters that didn't belong to him, but he could make an exception. He gave her hand a gently squeeze, one that was a reassurance of his presence. He lowered to his knees where he stood, his eye contact with the girl never wavered.

Once he was face to face with Poppy, he set both of their hands between them. He leaned in, only letting his words to be heard by her, and her alone. "Poppy. You're not alone anymore. You're not a bad girl, in fact, I've only just met you..." He smiled lightly at her, "And you're already one in a million. You've already helped us, even though we kinda didn't deserve it." He gave a small shrug. "But, you did. Poppy, we'll do anything to help you. You don't even need to say anything, that's what's special about it."
Daniel brought his other hand up, and placed it gently on her shoulder, resembling the way a father would reassure their child. "Whatever it is, we're here for you." He gave a nod to her, his honey colored eyes gleaming in the light. He gave his lopsided grin before standing again, still holding Poppy's hand.

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